Cold Early Morning

I woke up at 3:30 AM and decided it was a blessing. I got up at 4AM and fed the dogs and took them out and drank a reheated cup of black coffee and ate Irish oatmeal with plumped up raisins. 

My dogs climbed back into bed with my husband while I scraped frost off my car. I drove to the pool for the early bird swim. The place was packed but luckily I had a spot sharing a lane with a lady I know.

On my way home I spotted a young man, maybe 25 years old, with his border collie on a leash crossing Carter Ave from the old Saint Theresa's Church lawn. He was bare-legged in flip flops wearing just a gray bathrobe. Wow!